Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva!.

Chapter 727: The former 'Blue Peacock Mask'

As night falls, the traffic continues.

If you have to work during the day to survive, then only at night can you be yourself. This is a common problem among modern urbanites.

Inside the quiet floating car, the lights were off, and only the colorful advertising license plates that kept passing by outside entered the car, illuminating the tired, closed-eye face, making it colorful and ever-changing.

The personal terminal in his hand lit up with a small floating projection, in which a line of small characters slowly moved, displaying the song title and other information.

The hazy music like soda pop sounded in the headphones. This music, which is neither passionate nor dull, is like a massage with just the right strength, relieving the listener's stress and allowing him to slowly get away from a day's highly stressful work state and enter a relatively soft and relaxing environment.

The lyrics of Green Lemon are like the rhythm of fingertips, which makes people gradually enter into that distant and virtual world, as if sinking into the seabed where the water sways, completely isolated from the troubles outside.

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The neon lights outside the car window were still on, but the figure inside the car had already leaned back in the chair and fallen into a nap. The personal terminal in his hand gradually slipped down, revealing the name of the singer of the song displayed on it.

['Green Jasmine' Xiang Ke'er]

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After Tilan graduated and left the Central Star Region, Brilliant Star Alana started her life again. She received a lot of help, and her friends returned one after another. The flamboyant time in the past seemed to be forgotten, until one day, a well-dressed man came to her.

"I was asked by the singer 'Qing Moli' Xiang Ke'er to discuss some cooperation matters with Miss Alana."

Alanna was quite surprised by the sudden visitor, but she was no longer the young and impulsive girl. After getting to know singers such as Heshia and Eluklu, she gradually understood the special identities and powerful forces of these people.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" She guessed vaguely.

"Do you still remember the past of the 'Z' group?" The other party mentioned a name that Alana missed a little.

"Well..." Alana hesitated for a moment. After all, she no longer organized any special groups.

"I know you are suspicious and wary, but I am here on behalf of Lady Qing Moli Xiang Ke'er. I am not here to accuse or threaten you, but to express my goodwill and hope to reach a cooperation with you."

"But..." Alana knew that what happened that year had come to the attention of the Inquisition. If it hadn't been for the guarantee of the two singers, she would have been imprisoned long ago.

"Regarding the injunction issued by the Tribunal, we have applied for its lifting on your behalf. Please have a look." As he spoke, the man produced an electronic notice with the Tribunal's exclusive key stamp underneath, which could be verified online.

During this time, Lord Eluklu was far away in the Northern Star Region, and Heshia had not replied to her messages on the Internet for a long time. It was said that she was in seclusion practicing. In this case, she really had no better reason to refuse.

"I understand." Alana knew she couldn't escape, and she was afraid the same could be said for her friends.

Sure enough, not long after, those people gathered again, and there were even a few unfamiliar faces. Afterwards, Qing Moli Xiang Keer received her warmly. Just as the man said, Xiang Keer was very friendly and enthusiastic to her. She didn't deliberately make things difficult for her, nor did she pry into her privacy too much. Perhaps to those big shots, everything about her was no longer a secret, and there was really no need to do these little tricks.

In the years that followed, Xiang Keer contacted many extraordinary factions and large enterprises in succession. With the efforts of a group of masters and research technicians, the previously immature 'connector' technology was rapidly improved, and with the help of newly developed instruments, people who did not have the 'connector' qualifications could also gain similar abilities.

With the support of this technology and product, 'Green Jasmine' Xiang Ke'er stood out among the singers in the Central Star Region, defeated many predecessors and juniors in succession, and entered the top five in popularity. She is currently in the first echelon except for 'White Rose Harp' Yiwen Qilin.
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"Have you ever used the instrument recommended by Lady Xiang Keer? It is said to be similar to the Aigeka immersion chamber, but a simplified version. It can only sense some partners with the same frequency, and can also be used to make friends. It's very magical." Occasionally, people on the Internet discuss this new product.

"I've used it before, and it's really a very fresh and different experience. This may be the way people will communicate in the future. It's simply revolutionary."

“It’s a completely different new technology, but it has just been released recently and not many people know about it yet.”

“Is it really as powerful as they say?”

"It can't be another advertisement."

"With Diva's official endorsement, it shouldn't be that serious."

Some people are skeptical, but some wealthy people or those on the Internet who like new things have already started buying the experience.
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In the Aigeka cyberspace, a square blue box floats in the unknown void. Its shape keeps shrinking and changing, and then becomes a cube again.

Inside, there were seven seats at the black round table, but only six of them were occupied.

The grayish-white square rock is simple and unadorned, just like the muddy stones on the roadside. At this moment, this large square rock is sitting in the middle seat, and a human face is vaguely emerging on it.

"It's been a long time since I last saw you all." His heavy virtual image turned in this special space, his eyes swept across, and finally stopped at the empty space.

"I have to tell you all a very unfortunate news. 'Blue Peacock Mask' has left us forever. I will look for a new candidate to replace her vacant position."

Although the other five people present had some slight changes in expression and movements at this moment, they did not speak.

The 'old skeleton' holding a bone staff sat at the table, motionless as if in meditation. The 'long-armed monkey' that used to be impetuous and jumpy was now a little decadent, stroking the armrest with bored fingers.

On the other side, the original purple plaid 'toy bear' has now been replaced by a brown 'teddy bear', and the previously ferocious 'red scimitar' has now become a serious 'silver cross sword'. Only the silver mechanical doll sitting at the end is still quietly turning the gears, with a light blue metallic reflection flowing on its surface.

"Over the years, the 'Council of Seven Sages' has been led by 'Blue Peacock Mask'. She has done a lot of things on my behalf and made a lot of sacrifices. In fact, we have been friends for a long time." Although it was just a virtual image, Hui Fangyan also revealed some nostalgia and sadness. Perhaps he and the other party did have a long-lasting emotional connection.

"However, the dead are gone, and we still have to move forward. I believe everyone is aware that the Federation is now at a crossroads of rapid change. The stagnant situation in the past is rapidly evolving and changing, and our organization is also facing important choices."

"Here, I must mention the original intention of establishing the 'Seven Sages Council', which is to rely on 'technology' to change the ecology of the entire civilization and to secure a piece of pure land for those idealists."

"We will continue to pursue 'advanced' technology, and use this 'advanced' technology to arm ourselves and guide the entire society towards our ideal goal."

After saying this, he paused, as if he was recalling or preparing something.

"I have been through a lot to achieve this goal. Over the long years, I have encountered countless setbacks, the departure of friends, separation, and even betrayal."

"I was sad for a long time because of these things, and I was also very depressed. Fortunately, I finally came out of it and realized my ideals again. I established this organization with a group of like-minded people."

"I believe this is the ideal that I share with everyone, a goal that is worth spending a lifetime to achieve. Even if I leave this world one day, I hope that one of you will inherit these ideas and continue to move forward."

"Now that I have explained my goals, let me start by telling you about the goals that I have sorted out and negotiated with you all."

"First, our organization will no longer be as loose as in the past, because this is a dangerous era, an era of ever-changing opportunities, and the lax attitude of the past cannot continue." "Various strict frameworks will be gradually established in the future, the rules and division of authority will become clearer and clearer, and the efficiency of execution will also be gradually improved."

"Secondly, our tentacles will no longer be limited to the Internet and the indirect interference and control of the past. Instead, we will establish bases, research institutes, and defense forces that are completely ours and exist in reality. Of course, these organizational structures will be separated to a certain extent and will not easily expose the existence of the organization."

"Then, we will establish a new system for recruiting and nurturing talents. In this era of rapid change, relying on mercenaries and casual geek companions can no longer meet the ever-expanding needs."

"Finally, we will maximize the use of the organization's intelligence and resources, expand rapidly, acquire a large number of personnel assets, and expand our reach both online and offline, rather than shrinking and concealing as the main goal in the past."

"These decisions are very different from the past. Maybe it's hard for everyone to accept them at first, but I want to tell you that if we continue with the past strategies, we will be gradually abandoned and eliminated by the times. The current situation in the federation requires us to adapt to the times and become stronger quickly."

"I have explained the main objectives. Now I will assign tasks. First, adjust the organizational structure to make it strict and clear in terms of authority. This task will be handed over to 'Old Skeleton' to carry out."

There was a sound of bones creaking, and the 'Old Skeleton' came out of its static state, bowed its head and saluted towards the Gray Rock in response.

"Secondly, I'll leave the construction of the real base and defense force to the Silver Cross Sword. You are a person worthy of trust."

"I understand." A steady male voice came from the silver blade that was inserted into the seat.

"Then, the recruitment and training of new people will be up to you, Silver and Blue Work." Hui Fangyan looked at the sophisticated mechanical puppet beside him.

"Yeah." The mechanically synthesized female voice answered, and a light blue light flowed in the eye sockets of the mechanical doll.

"Finally, the rapid expansion of the peripheral organizations and the funding issues will be left to Teddy Bear and Long-Handed Monkey."

"Leave it to me, you can rest assured." Teddy Bear had a cigar hanging from the corner of his mouth, with a light smoke coming out.

"It's still the same old tasks. Fine, I'll do it. You're still so boring, old man." The 'Long-Handed Monkey' touched his neck and replied complainingly.

Seeing that everyone present had no problems, Hui Fangyan's stern face revealed a kind smile.

"I have said everything I need to say. Let's work hard together from now on."

Afterwards, in this secret space, the figures disappeared one by one and left, and finally only Hui Fangyan was left alone in this quiet space.

After everyone left, he did not rush to log off or leave, but continued to sit in that position, staring at the table with his eyes seemingly stagnant.

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It was unknown how much time had passed before he came to his senses again. He raised his eyes and looked at the empty seat next to him.

"You left too, Idelia..." Perhaps he was the only one who knew that the relationship between the two was complex, entangled and heavy.

When he was young, the lively and beautiful elves on the TV screen, singing in blue star-shaped dresses, were the objects of his dreams.
I still remember the first time we met was in an alley in a city.

He stumbled through the passage under the street, avoiding the mercenaries from the firm who were chasing him that day. There were stains and scratches on his body, and his hair was messy and disheveled.

After finding a temporarily empty rental house, he used a hacking program he made to quickly open the door, went in to take a shower to remove the smell on his body, then changed into a set of old clothes that belonged to the original owner of the rental house. He then threw the discarded clothes into the trash can and left quickly.

As long as he walked out of this alley, he would be able to find suitable transportation and transfer quickly. After that, he must take the express train in the city and enter the safe and prosperous area, where the gray field mercenaries dared not mess around. Only then would he have time to catch his breath and find a way to escape.

While jogging, he quickly thought about the problems he was facing.

Since the gradual establishment of the Aijieka network, the organization he and his companions had formed had faced an unprecedented crisis. Familiar IDs gradually turned gray and faded forever, and he was not immune. Because of the huge interests involved, he was hunted down by some professional firm members.

Just as he was watching the alley getting closer and closer, with a busy street outside, two men in black suddenly walked out from the corner and put their hands on his shoulders. The force from their knuckles made his bones ache, and he was frightened and nervous.

As soon as he opened his mouth, but before he could shout, it was covered by a special black glove. This special glove had a sound-absorbing function, and the sound that was about to be shouted out immediately became extremely muffled, and even he could not hear it clearly.

Then he was slapped on the back of the head, making his brain dizzy instantly. He almost fell to his knees and fainted. Fortunately, he had been entrenched in the Aijiaka network for a long time and his mental toughness far exceeded that of ordinary people, so he did not fall down immediately.

However, no matter how hard he struggled, it was of no avail. The two pairs of hands held him down like iron clamps, and then a dose of ice-cold medicine was injected into his neck. He suddenly became conscious and his vision gradually blurred.

It was clearly less than ten meters away.

His head fell to the ground along with his body. He looked at the exit not far away with the only vision left in the corner of his eye. Sad remorse, regret and unwillingness spread like cold stone, making his heart sink into darkness step by step.

That moment was a scene he would never forget in his life. Just when he thought everything was over and he would become a disappeared ID on the Internet like his former companions, the toes of a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of him.

The sound of knocking on the floor is so wonderful and light, and those slender legs are so beautiful.

After that, everything went completely dark before his eyes, and when he woke up again, it was several hours later.

He was still leaning against the exit of the road, but this time no one was forcing him to move. There was only a slender elf girl with blonde hair standing in front of him. She was wearing a large white summer hat, as if she had just returned from vacation.

"La la la, Mr. Cube is awake." The other party teased in a voice as light as a nightingale, and then waved his hand. Two tall followers came out from nowhere and helped him stand up.

"It's not polite to keep looking down at a girl's legs. You should introduce yourself. I've been looking for you for a long time." The other person put his hands slightly behind his back and looked at the young man who had a bruised and embarrassed face.

"My name is..." He reluctantly said his real name, and that name has never been used since then. Perhaps the other party is the only one who still calls him by it.

"What about you? Thank you for saving me. Can you tell me your name?" The young man asked stiffly, somewhat afraid to look at the elf girl in front of him who looked like a beautiful blue peacock.

"As for me, I can't tell you my real name yet, but if you insist, I'll call you Blue Peacock Mask."

"The masked hero, the legendary chivalrous man, isn't he very handsome?" The other party looked lively, gesticulating with his hands and turning around on the spot.

"Okay, Blue Peacock Mask."

He murmured the name until time flew by and a hundred years passed in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)